给了隔壁的油腻肥猪当随意使用的储精飞机杯 ———— “Dashing through the snow, In a one-horse open sleigh, O’er the fields we go, Laughing all the way. Bells on bobtail ring, Making spirits bright, What fun it is to ride and sing, A sleighing song tonight!” 这一首熟悉到不能再熟悉的欢快圣诞歌曲回荡在雪花飘飘的冷清大街之上,为这银装素裹的世界染上了一抹喜庆的味道。 我提着刚刚从商店买回来的新鲜食材,走在积累了一层薄薄的细雪的人行道上。 ...
爸爸,我想吃山猪肉!爸爸没空,让小黄去给你抓!可小黄是猴儿啊!没事,它会打军体拳!...
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